Here we go! Countdown to another TV show being â€œShut Down!â€ (and right quick please!)
I am counting the days until my TV is no longer a hostage to yet another bad show. I watched the premier of The Real Wedding Crashers, this past Monday night, only to witness a well marketed, huge failure unfold before my eyes. Concept, clever. Execution, unfortunate disaster.
The advertisement and preview clips available on NBC held much more promise then they were able to deliver. I am an avid NBC network enthusiast, so I was even more disturbed when the premier was lacking on every! single! level! Or, maybe the big let down is my own fault since I expected so much more from the creators of Punkâ€™d.
Whatever high hopes I did have for the series were dashed before the first commercial break.
The Real Wedding Crashers was nothing more than random series of predicable practical jokes (a small child with a vivid imagination could have provided better ideas) with poor acting throughout. I wont spoil (as in bore you to death) with a specific drawn out recap of the show. No. You need to feel the pain of watching that train wreck on your own. But, I will foreworn you, the only glimmer of hope for a chuckle during the entire hour long episode, was when one of the five â€œcrashersâ€ playing the role of waiter cleared away the plates from the guests while they were still eating their meals. I may have cracked a smile. Once.
While shock and awe may have been the producer’s intent, the over all feeling of indifference was alarmingly present. When the announcement was finally made, â€œAt the request of the bride and groom, this wedding has been crashed,â€ there were few and far between seemingly surprised faces. I did a better job of crashing my own brothers wedding however accidental.
I think we would all be well served if President George W. Bush, â€œprotector of the sanctity of marriage,â€ called for an immediate annulment of future episodes.
Monday nights are now preserved for the re-runs of Law and Order.